Edinburgh Fringe review: Tania Edwards' Don't Mention It is a steady stream of sharp and savage wit

If you’re looking for an hour of well-crafted, funny and easily enjoyable comedy, Tania Edwards’ Don’t Mention It deserves to be, well, mentioned.

Tucked away in the Monkey Barrel venue, the show is a steady and sometimes savage stream of Tania’s cynical and hilarious takes on the world we live in.

The show has a great flow to it, with Tania moving expertly from anecdote to anecdote, allowing for the odd distraction and resultant tangent.

Her dry, sharp wit shines as she rails on social media narcissism and death-by-selfie, all without ever really straying into “old man yells at cloud” territory.

She’d much rather we all kept our emotions and feelings to ourselves (hence the show’s title) but ends up telling her own open, personal stories throughout.

They’re mainly tales of family life – Tania has two children, both born between Fringes – with her husband often the butt of the joke, but in a loving way.

Immensely likeable despite showering the world with disdain, Tania connects and engages well with the audience in an hour that will fly by.